Re: in person: jude/sasha
[And wasn't that the portrait of relationship with the two sisters? The one, soft as butter on the inside with her hand on his sleeve and an expression she wouldn't dare let anyone see beyond the door and the other just as soft within. Mental note, behave yourself Jude Coleman. He put fingers over the back of Sasha's hand, squeezed the bones.]
There's nothing a stretch of time won't fix, honest. And the cash helps. [A grin, ticking one corner of his mouth upward.]
Yes, all right, meddler. I'm alright. Oliver's the one with trouble up to his neck, I'm just paddling the boat up the creek. [And disentangling, knees from knees and hand from hand. Jude dropped a kiss to her cheek, parting gift. Truth was, they were. Not so much in the absence of people meaning of the word but one and one in isolation makes two, forged-fast. Oliver was caught in turmoil and so too, followed after Jude. That was the breaks of it.]
Look after yourself. I'll make nice with your sister, all right?